1. When with my mind devoutly pressed,
Dear Savior, my resolving breast
Would past offenses trace;
Trembling I make the black review,
Yet pleased, behold, admiring too,
The power of changing grace.
2. This tongue with blasphemies defiled,
These feet to erring paths beguiled,
In heavenly league agree.
Who would believe such lips could praise,
Or think from dark and winding ways,
I e'er should turn to thee?
3. These eyes that once abused the light,
Now lift to thee their watery sight,
And weep a silent flood;
These hands are raised in ceaseless prayer,
O wash away the stains they wear,
In pure redeeming blood.
4. These ears that once could entertain
The midnight oath, the lustful strain,
Around the festive board;
Now deaf to all the enchanting noise,
Avoid the throng, detest the joys,
And long to hear thy word.
5. Thus art thou served in every part,
Go on, blessed Lord to cleanse my heart,
That drossy thing refine;
That grace may nature's powers control,
And a new creature, body, soul,
Be all and wholly thine!